Doing nothing and loving it

Yesterday truly did me in.

But of course, I had to once again get up early and make it through a morning of singing for Sunday service. It was beautiful and inspiring, as usual, but it took some real work to keep my energy up.

But then…?

…aahhhh. Nothing. Niente. Nada.

Ramesha went off to the Buttes with a friend and I pretty much crashed…but in the nicest, most quiet and subtle way possible.

I read a silly novel. I napped a little. I caught up on a few emails (but nothing demanding). And read some more while drinking a cup of herbal tea.

I eventually worked up to folding laundry and doing dishes.

I didn’t go anywhere or talk to anyone. And it was just what I needed.

Last year at this time

I spent a fair amount of time this morning talking on the phone with a friend who’s dealing with a serious cancer diagnosis and difficult treatment scenario. She’ll probably be facing a stem cell transplant in a few weeks and wanted to talk with me about my experience.

I was happy to answer questions, listen to her concerns, and just generally offer support. What I didn’t anticipate was how our conversation would make me realize how distanced I felt from an experience that was unbelievably intense at the time.

It brought to mind something I read just the other day (can’t remember where, unfortunately), about how — while our human brains will remember that something was painful — we can’t actually feel that pain again (which must be why women are able to give birth multiple times).

Of course, it all started coming back to me as I dredged up my memories. And I suddenly realized that this time last year I was in full-on transplant preparation mode.

To bring it into clearer focus, I went back to my July 2022 calendar and discovered that from July 11-29 I had twenty different medical appointments — from lab draws and chemo infusions; to oncologist, cardiology, pulmonary, and physical therapy appointments; culminating in my second bone marrow biopsy.

And now? It’s hard to believe all that really happened.

Rather strange, actually.

Something to think about

A little something to reflect on as we reach the end of a challenging week.

Learning to embrace what I evidently need, rather than stubbornly insist on getting what I want, is clearly a lifelong lesson.

So good to be back

The Ananda Meditation Retreat

Today we spent a glorious morning with the twenty or so great souls who are participating in the Living Discipleship program at the Ananda Meditation Retreat.

It was our first time back — both to the location and to teaching at the program — since March 2020. In fact, we were poised to go up and present our class when the word came down that everything (pretty much in the world) was cancelled!

So, it was great to be there and it was also a little surreal to think back and remember how so much changed at that time…virtually overnight.

My latest fantasy

Lately I’ve been fantasizing about holing up for (at least) two to four days in a quiet, peaceful spot (near the ocean would be absolutely ideal) and reading books.

That used to be one of my favorite things to do as a child, as a teenager, and as a young adult. In fact, I can recall days when I would do nothing but read. It was very relaxing for me.

Now I sneak it in by reading while I’m doing something else. But it’s not the same. Not at all.

Where it’s happening

This is the studio where we’ve been spending many (many!) hours over the past few weeks with Mike Georgia, our recording engineer.

The project? Putting the finishing touches on our Oratorio performance from last April.

We’re excited to be seeing some light at the end of the tunnel!

Moving forward with my gratitude idea?

Ancestral Alchemy Tattoo

I’m a step closer to moving forward with the wild and crazy “gratitude” idea that I mentioned the other day.

It feels “wild and crazy” to me because it’s absolutely the first time in my entire life that I’ve considered getting a tattoo!

I’m not quite there yet, but after researching various tattoo studios in our area, I found a place with which I resonate.

Here’s the caption that accompanied the above photo:

Sacred Space🌵
We have created a sacred space to offer ritual tattoo and adornment in Nevada City, CA. Our vision is to inspire and empower you to adorn your body with the symbols that support you to step into your highest self. We believe tattoo is a birth rite. A sacred journey towards wholeness.

I can definitely get behind that.

Blocked by resistance

There’s good and less good types of resistance. What I’ve been battling all day is definitely the less good kind.

The kind where you know what you need to do and you simply do not feel like doing it.

I’ve managed to get a few things done regardless, but it hasn’t been pretty.

A universal gratitude symbol

I never knew such a thing existed, but it does! And a very beautiful symbol it is.

I looked it up because I’ve got a (for me, at least) wild and crazy “gratitude” idea that I’m mulling over. 🤔